Thursday, September 20, 2007

Repetition Breeds Contentment

You can do something and have it freak you out. You do it again and maybe you aren’t quite as freaked. Eventually you can just do it. People over come a fear of water, bugs all kids of things. Even people that work at your waste water treatment plant don’t really smell the place any more.

Turn that in to learning a new skill or re-learning an older one and you can very quickly get a false since of security.

I’ve been riding a motor cycle this time for about 3 years. I’ve noticed recently that I’m riding faster and faster. 70-80 in a 55, 65-70 in a 45, 85-90 in a 70...

Today coming home, I was going fast. I’d even say showing off, if there had been someone keeping up with me. I slowed to turn into my neighborhood and down shifted. Hit the brakes and distinctly remember deciding not to down shift again. I swung into the turn, fast. Too fast. It was a right hand turn, with left hand turns, your kick stand will drag, often. For me, almost never the right side... this time SCRAAPE!!! The loudest metal on asphalt sound I have ever heard.

Instinctively my right foot went out to catch myself from a fall. My leg snapped back from the speed I was going and hit the passenger floor board so hard I twisted it on its mount. I couldn’t make my foot hit the passenger board if I had to. My foot was kinda pinned there and I scrapped off about and eighth of an inch off the toe of my shoe.

The bike slowed, I righted it. It was going really slow, I almost dropped it.

I have no idea what happened between deciding not to down shift, my toe dragging and the bike going really slow.

I never hit the ground, except my toe. There doesn’t’ seem to be a bunch of scrapes on the bike, although the right floor board (drivers) was bent up about an inch. Everything works, on the bike and me. Although my right ankle has a tennis ball sized swollen lump on it. It hurts like hell.

I need to slow down. I think I learned my lesson.

17 comments:

DCsporty said...

That sounds like the "Dave Knievel" I know!
I,ve never scraped the footboard in a turn. I hear others talk about it, but It's not happened to me.
So how did your heart do? Beat fast did it?

ilvmygi08 said...

I didn't get the chance to thank you before.. I wanted to make sure I told you how much I appreciate your comments, AND how much I appreciate your riding in the Patriot guard. I am filled with SUCH pride when I pass you all on the street, and when my husband had his farewell ceremony before he left for training, a bunch of your fellow riders (I believe they were from Ohio, though I can't be totally sure. Do you all ever come to Ohio/Kentucky? *L*) and I have never been so proud in my life. I see you all and I want nothing more then to thank you a million times over for what you do. You take your own time to let the families and the guys who are going over (or just getting back) know that we're appreciated and respected. I just can't thank you enough for that. I'm tearing up just thinking about it.. *L* I'm such a basketcase anymore. :-)
*huge huge hug* I hope to one day meet you and be able to shake your hand and thank you myself. But for now, THANK YOU!
And I appreciate as well you keeping up with my blog. It means the world to me. *hug!*

DNR said...

DC - Oh man, ‘beat fast’... I’ll bet you could not measure the time between beats. Went back and looked at the road... there are 3 DEEP scrapes in the pavement. One is 4’ long!!!

Becky (right name??) - Your thanks are appreciated, and you’re welcome. It truly is our honor. The last time I looked there were 110,000 PGR members across the country. I know I wasn’t at Ed’s (right name?) send off, but I’m SURE there were others just as proud and honored as I would have been. I will follow your blog, at least thru August and take you up on that hug. I fully plan to be there for Ed’s welcome home!! And if I can swing it, there will be a small group from Indiana there with me.

At the bottom of this post http://ihadtoputsomething.blogspot.com/2007/08/rally-one-2nd-annual-indiana-patriot.html is a summary of the members of the PGR. Never truer words have been written.

Looking forward to seeing you in August and buying you AND Ed a beer!!! (or shot)

Kat said...

yikes! Ouch!!!!! Did you go get an x-ray or anything? It's probly just sprained or something, but ya never know... yikes!!!!! Glad you're OK.

We had a rider go down last weekend at a mission -- ended up with a broken ankle, surgery, and a totalled bike. :(

DirkStar said...

Dude, be careful and don't get cocksure about riding the bike.

Insurance groups call Bikers, organ donors on wheels.

NEVER TAKE THE BIKE FOR GRANTED.

That will get you killed in a heartbeat...

Xskartman said...

God Dammit Dave, that freakin Road King ain't no sport bike Remember Staging for USS Indy at the V.A. ? been doing this for a long time and usually the only time I've had any trouble is when I was doing what you did or have been impaired somehow (another story) Be Careful man,

Steve

Jan said...

dnr..I'm really glad you're okay.

tony said...

Dude, exactly why I keep it on the dirt AND on four wheels. I figure that's crazy enough. It's not pretty when you hit asphalt on a bike. Be careful man!

Merelyme said...

hey there...just stopping by to say hello. are you okay? you didn't get too hurt did you?

Nancy said...

Dang it DNR!!

You are not made of steel.. even if your bike is. Note: part of that steel bike is bent.

Be careful. Someday I'd like to meet you... in one piece.

ARTEMIS said...

Geez Dave!! Glad you're ok...and DON'T BE DOING THAT SHIT ANYMORE!

DNR said...

Kat – no x-ray, just bruised and sore. Sorry to hear about your rider. Hope he gets better soon.

DIRK – You are so right, I took the bike and the curve for granted. It was a good wake up call.

Kartman – yeah, I know, I know... and I remember. Thanks for the reminder though.

Jan – Thanks

Tony – Hummmm racing dirt track cars.... sounds like fun. I’ve often thought I be a good race car driver...

Merelyme – not too bad, glad you stopped by, I need to come by you more often...

Nancy – being in one piece is important, at least with all of the parts we started with.

Artemis – Yes mam’m

Kat said...

now that we've all properly chastised you --- HOW ARE YOU??? Feeling better, I hope???

Tanie said...

woa, take it easy. Glad you're okay. Those pesky bike falls play havoc with body parts, my knee has never been the same....!

CavMom said...

Holy shit! Glad you are OK.

Here is a funny for you:

My first time 'Solo piloting' a bike...

The guy I was dating gave me basic instructions, how to shift and how to stop.

I weighed about 115 and the bike weighed (well, I am not sure, but I was having trouble keeping it upright when I came to a stop.)

I was starting to feel comfortable, even a bit cocky...

I was following the guy on an old country road, miles without any stop signs. A looooong straight stretch of highway...

And then it happened, without any warning he made a right turn and it dawned on me...

I was never instructed on how to turn a corner. I know this sounds retarded.

I took the corner so wide that I went into the yard of a farm house. I still do not know how I jumped the little ditch and came out on the other side.

I am not even sure if I had my eyes open when I got back onto the road.

Total adrenaline rush...

DNR said...

Kat – much better, thanks.

Tanie – been a long time!! You still riding?

Cavmom – Holy Shit yourself!! I haven’t jumped anything... yet. *bows, backing out of room*

Cavmom said...

I tried to reply but I was on the mentally challenged computer at work. It kept pooping out when I hit post.

Anywhoooo... No need to bow to my unskilled riding.

If I tried again to clear the ditch (which was a whopping 10-12 inches across) I would never be able to do it.

I am lucky I didn't catch the front wheel and fly over the front on my un-helmeted (is that a word?) head.

Back in the day, I was so clueless that I was riding in cutoffs, a tank top, and flip-flops.

Ya know, standard Harley attire.

In my defense, I was still a teenager and had not developed the brain cells that place consequences ahead of hormones.